New England bygones . no breakfast, Benny and I, we were too happy forthat; besides, a huge liasket under Jonathans arm was, Hannahwhispered, brimful of goodies. The leathern-handled keg-puzzled us; but Benny was a philosopher, and, pointing to theflies swarming about its spigot, confidently declared that it heldsome savory drink. The smallest rakes were laid aside for the new hands, as ourgrandfather jocosely called us, and we were left to follow afterthe loads. Our little fists grew red and speckled; but Bennysaid they would soon be tough like Jonathans, and the fun oftreading down the sweet
New England bygones . no breakfast, Benny and I, we were too happy forthat; besides, a huge liasket under Jonathans arm was, Hannahwhispered, brimful of goodies. The leathern-handled keg-puzzled us; but Benny was a philosopher, and, pointing to theflies swarming about its spigot, confidently declared that it heldsome savory drink. The smallest rakes were laid aside for the new hands, as ourgrandfather jocosely called us, and we were left to follow afterthe loads. Our little fists grew red and speckled; but Bennysaid they would soon be tough like Jonathans, and the fun oftreading down the sweet hay and jolting over the sill of thebarn more than made up for all our ills. Our new handsaint so green after all, remarked spruce David to his fellow-mower. Tell better arter the news otf, was Jonathans bluff THE VISIT. 109 reply. The old clown! whispered Benny. How cleverDavid is ! said I. Bv and by, when the sun had gotten into the zenith, we beganto feel hot and tired, and cast lonoino; a:lances towards the shadv. rock Ijv the spring, Ijehind which were the keg and grandfather, seeing us lag, took pity upon us, and sent usthere to rest. We ate our share of the lunch, and took longdraughts of sweetened water Irom the keg. Benny thoughtthere was too much ginger in it, but drank freely. Alas I forthe struggling fly which, sticking fast upon Bennys nose, daubedover with molasses, made us forget to put back the spigot. 15 no T^;Tr exglaxd bygoxes. When the thirsty mowers came round the rock the keg wasempty. So much for babies in haying-time, growled Jonathan. Mygrandfather looked severe, and told us to start for the we did, David slipping round the rock to say to us that itwas no matter, tor he would fill the keu; au;ain. We idled the afternoon sadly away in the old to human nature, we little ones turned against each are Ijlack as a crow, said Benny. And you, retortedI, are as speckled as an adder. All from this hateful hay-ing, Ben
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